Chapter 892
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Yang Qiao's neck was very thin. It was quite comfortable to touch.
However, Mofan used his strength as an Advanced Magician and snapped the woman's neck with a snap!
Yang Qiao did not react in time. Her face was still filled with fear and confusion. Her head tilted to the side as she fell limply to the ground.
Yang Qiao had fallen beside the young man. The young man thought he was dead for sure, yet a Hunter had stepped forward to save him. He burst into tears of joy.
"Can you stand up?" Mofan asked.
"Yes … yes!" The young man was stronger than he had imagined. He slowly rose to his feet and stared at the corpses of his family. His face was covered in tears again.
When he turned his gaze to the woman on the ground, his eyes were filled with unquenchable fury. He had the urge to skin her alive and eat her alive!
"Don't worry, I will avenge your family. I won't let those two people off either. However, I hope that you understand your own situation. You understand that your family is already dead, and you still have to live well. Try to calm down and put on the woman's coat. Then, slowly leave this place and wait for help in the main building, "Mofan said to the young man sternly.
"I … I want to bring their corpses with me," the young man said with tears in his eyes.
Mofan shook his head and said, "They're dead. You're only going to die if you bring them with you. Do as I say, and pretend none of it ever happened. I swear on my reputation as a Hunter that none of the scum that hurt your family will live in this world. "
The young man wiped his tears and looked into Mofan's dark brown eyes.
In the end, he nodded and said, "Thank you … I … I won't cause you any trouble."
"Mm, at least I didn't risk my life to save you," Mofan patted the young man's bloodstained hair.
The young man rose to his feet and took off the vicious woman's coat. His body shape was similar to the woman's. With the long coat on him, no one would be able to recognize him at night unless they were close enough.
The jacket also covered the wounds on the young man's body. The young man tried his best to stand straight and walked step by step towards the direction of the light.
Mofan told him not to mention this to anyone in the main building, because before the poison crisis was resolved, he absolutely could not touch the people of the Black Vatican.
…
Mofan picked up the woman's medicine bottle and cleaned up the other corpses, including Yang Qiao's, leaving no trace behind.
Mofan didn't know if the Black Vatican's higher-ups would discover the woman's death. It was a little difficult for him to hide in the canopy and watch.
After taking care of everything, Mo Fan went in the same direction as the Gray Priest.
A disciple in the Black Outfit would only cost him five hundred thousand. It was not even enough to buy a snack for his daughter, Little Flame Belle. He would have to take most of the loot from the Gray Clergy. Mofan decided to follow the man and act according to the situation!
…
"Yang Qiao still hasn't dealt with it?" Gray Priest Lu Geng asked.
"I saw her heading to the main building. She must have taken care of everything," another disciple in the Black Vatican said. The man had a pair of eye-catching buckteeth. He was one of the ugliest among the ugly!
"Oh, that's fine too. Keep an eye on the Golden Battle Hunters. Speaking of which, is the Priest still not done with the preparations? If we wait any longer, the rescue team might be here soon. We've only killed a few hundred of them. It's not satisfying enough! "Gray Priest Lu Geng asked.
"It should be done soon, we just have to wait for the screams … by the way, Senior Priest, I heard that the Deacon has a new intern. I wonder who is so lucky to be favored by the Deacon?" the bucktoothed disciple in the Black Outfit asked enviously.
"A newbie, I wonder why the Deacon is interested in him," said Gray Priest Lu Geng.
"I was passing by the Cursed Pond just now and saw a half-dead woman soaking in it. Her hair was all gone. Is she the Deacon's new servant?" asked the bucktoothed disciple in the Black Outfit.
"Why would the Deacon nurture a Dark Beast Monster? It's most likely for the newbie. However, the ritual hasn't been completed yet. She's just soaking in the pond for a while," said Gray Priest Lu Geng.
"I've been here for a long time, and I've only found a Dark Beast Monster …"
"Are you saying that there's no future for you to follow me!?" snapped the Gray Priest.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"
"There's no one guarding the Cursed Pond. You can go there tonight!" said the Gray Priest coldly.
"Yes … yes," the bucktoothed disciple in the Black Outfit was soaked in cold sweat.
…
Mofan overheard the conversation between the two. When he realized that the place the Gray Priest was heading to was rather dangerous, Mofan did not follow him any further.
"The Cursed Pond … I bet that's where the Dark Beast Monsters are refined?" guessed Mofan.
"There's no one guarding the place. I bet the people of the Black Vatican don't really go there. That's fine too, I can take care of this ugly disciple while I'm at it."
Mofan made up his mind. He quietly followed behind the terrified disciple.
The disciple went to a secluded place. Mofan almost lost track of the way back. In the end, he pushed open a stone door in the corner. As soon as the door was opened, a strong stench burst out from it.
The bucktoothed disciple was cursing. Guarding the Cursed Pond was the dirtiest and most tiring job. Everyone knew that the people who had offended the Black Vatican were thrown into the pond to ferment …
Mofan purposely checked his surroundings before entering the Cursed Pond. He made sure that there were no other members of the Black Vatican around, nor were there any surveillance devices.
Mofan was actually less than two meters behind the bucktoothed disciple. The dim light from the fire elongated the disciple's shadow, allowing Mofan to easily hide in it. As the disciple moved, Mofan followed him.
"Save … save … me …"
From the black pool, a voice filled with extreme pain could be heard.
Mofan remembered the bucktoothed disciple mentioning that the person soaking in the pond was a woman. However, judging from the peeling skin, the falling hair, and the rotten and cursed body, it was impossible to tell that it was a woman!
Her voice was already hoarse. She was more like a skinless ghost instead of a human!
Mofan immediately thought of Xu Zhaoting.
If this was how the Dark Beast Monsters were born, it meant that Xu Zhaoting had suffered the same torture in the past!
This caused the anger in Mo Fan's heart to ignite!
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